Two Can Play (15 page)

“Whoa, that is crazy, fucking hot,” I moan.

I gasp with reaction and wallow in the explosion of sensations rocketing around me. Her stud's rubbing all over my dick, driving me mad with the feel of it, her hands are around me and she's well into some of the sweetest sucking strokes I've ever had.

Jesus fucking Christ...

I feel I ought to make some kind of objection here, God knows why, because I love every second of it. It's the hottest head I've ever had in my life.

“You don't...have to...do this...” I groan, praying to everything holy that she carries on, because if she stops what she's doing, I'm gonna die of frustration.

She pauses and turns her head for a moment, her eyes on mine, her tongue poised in action, and my heart stops beating in desperation. I'm so turned on my eyes have blurred. I try and focus on her somehow. “Oh, yes I do...You want it and I
so
wanna do it,” she says, and then her mouth returns to sucking me. I close my eyes and my heart starts beating again.

Thank. You. God.

How the hell we've gone from a sweet, hot hug and kiss, to full-scale oral sex in less than five minutes is beyond me. I really wasn't expecting this at all, but I'm so goddamn happy I could cry. I don't know if this is helping her much, but it's certainly helping me. A Hot. Fucking. Lot.

She knows exactly what she's doing and my male mind luxuriates in the experience of not having to lift a finger.

The pumping hands, the sucking action of her tongue; she's got it all dead right. Surging pleasure starts to rise inside me and way too quickly, I'm there, so high, riding the tidal wave as it grows and crashes through me.

I tug at her hair roughly, giving her the warning; do what you want to at this point. She removes her mouth from me and lifts her head just a second before I come all over my stomach, surging over and over in a flood.

“Kate, baby. Omigod.
Fucking hell!
” I groan in the heights of ecstasy. Real fireworks have just exploded in my brain. That was cosmic. Above and beyond this earth.

I open my eyes lazily and watch entranced, unable to move or think a coherent thought as she rubs her finger around and around in the pool of cum and slowly licks her fingertip.

Fuck me sideways if she isn't the hottest woman on the planet right now.

But she ain't done with me. Oh no... I don't get a bunch of tissues thrust in my hand. I get the best in after-the-act care. She picks up my T-shirt and wipes me up, very thoroughly. My soft and happy dick is covered in kisses, up and down, and all around, and I receive a beautiful lick on the currently very sensitive end. And all through this she's smiling to herself. I'm gob smacked, lying there like a lord, as she pulls up my underwear, sorting me out, getting me all comfy again. God, I love female attention like this.

She's fucking awesome. Beyond awesome. And she's got the job. Permanently.

The whole mind-blowing experience couldn't have been sweeter, or any hotter than that.

I don't think it'll be long before I'm up for it again. Especially now that my brain's replaying it on loop.

Her lips trail slowly up to my mouth, kissing and licking, just about every little bit of me she can get to and then she lies down on top of me, taking my face in her hands.

“Aaron, you are so damn gorgeous, every part of you,” she says, staring into my sex-soaked head.

Well that's it...I really am blown away. Not that there's much left to be blown.

I'm sure two pink hearts have just appeared in my eyes.

I kiss her for a wonderful forever. There's not a single spot on her head I haven't touched or kissed when I'm done with my big thank you.

“I think you're moving too fast for me,” I laugh. “I only wanted a hug and a kiss, and now you've blown my mind. Among other things.”

She smiles one of her blinding dazzlers.

“Such a joker, aren't you?”

“
I'd have preferred witty and amusing.”

“
Do you joke to cover up your feelings?”

She's hit the nail there.

“I guess I do,” I confess.

“
Just tell me that I made you feel good. That's all I wanted to hear.”

I summon up my feelings. It's time to let a few out. I hold her face and kiss her cute nose.

“Kate, sweetheart. I loved every single second of that and I wish I could do the same for you. I'm dying for us to get together. And by that I mean
really
dying. I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you, and that's the truth.”

“
Oh...,” she says, staring at me. She seems overwhelmed by the flood of feelings I've unleashed on her. The pink and flushed face is so cute. “Aaron, please...no rushing, remember?”

“
Whatever you say, baby. Anyway, I'll get to sleep with you tonight, won't I? Even if I'm only sleeping, I'm looking forward to that.” 

My mind hasn't stopped reeling for the last four hours.

I was driven by a mad, basic instinct to get down there and sample things at close quarters. And what a beautiful thing it was. Now it's all I can think about.

The look on his face and the heat coming off him. My God, I've never enjoyed being in control of a man so much as that. Oh lord, what on earth have I set in motion here?

My senses are running riot and my mouth is watering. I'm dying to do it again and again. Which is odd, because I was never that into giving head before. But he's just so perfect. Especially that part. I want him in my mouth, permanently. Maybe it's my substitute vagina at the moment. That's probably why I'm so fixated.  Fixated and lusting after his dick and obsessed with the rest of him. Completely and utterly sucked in.

Oh fricking hell...

I'll take this real slow and keep things as casual as I can.

It ain't gonna be easy.

I watch him across the room as his fingers fly across the keyboard.

I've never seen a man type so fast.

And properly, using all his fingers.

Such lovely long, yummy sexy fingers.

I want to suck them as well.

He looks up and smiles at me.

God, that smile. The cute dimple. He's so dark and steaming hot, like a cup of strong Italian espresso with vanilla syrup that I want to sip at all day.

I think I want his babies. Ten of them.

But I need to get past the frigid stage first. And that's a big problem.

“
You look busy. What are you up to?” I ask, innocently.

“
Just replying to some work related emails. I get a few questions when I'm away.”

“
You must be an indispensable recording technician, or whatever it is you are.” I laugh.

“
Yep, definitely indispensable. The whole company would collapse without me,” he replies with a cheeky hot smile.

“
Wanna drink? I'm having a beer.” I really need an alcoholic hit right now to calm me down. Things are going crazy-shit in my head.

“
Yep, that'll be real good, thanks.”

I go into the kitchen and bend down to get them out of the fridge.

I turn and he's there. Right behind me. Much too close and much too gorgeous.

“
Oh...umm, there you go.” I hand him the two unopened bottles. I take a long, deep breath, holding it in.

He puts them down on the counter as I close the refrigerator door behind me.

Then he pulls me toward him, his hand on my waist and I gasp out loud in reaction, releasing my breath as he draws me close. I'm right up against his body. Tightly pressed. I'm losing it fast.

“
Come closer, you beautiful thing,” he says in a husky voice.

“
I'm as close as I can get,” I whisper. And in truth, his closeness is overwhelming. All the blood is leaving my head and rushing down to my lower parts to make sure I appreciate our closeness even more.

“
Kate. Listen to me...I'm taking you to bed.” His deep voice is confident and assertive in tone but his eyes seem to be begging me.

“
Oh God
,
” I reply in a whisper.

This is it. The moment I've been hoping for and dreading. I don't know how to react. My body takes over.

I'm suddenly terrified and shaking. My heart is pumping like crazy.

I can't do this yet. I just can't... or can I?

“Hey, baby, calm down. There's no need to worry. I won't touch you anywhere, unless you want me to. You can just hug me if that's all you want. You're in control, like you were earlier, the whole way,” he reassures me.

“
You promise?”

“
Promise.”

He takes my hand and leads me off to the bedroom. My heart's thumping wildly as he strips off and undresses me. His eyes are glued to mine as we lie down, facing each other. My insides clamp tightly as he lifts his fingers to stroke my face, and leans over me.

“I think we both need each other a bit here. Take it as slow as you like, forever if you want to, there's no pressure at all,” he says softly. My heart swells and my mind goes off somewhere completely wonderful. His lips touch mine, gently teasing.

He holds me tightly against him. I love the feel of him. I'm not tensing or panicking even though his hard erection is pressed between us. I trust him completely. Instinctively I know he won't push me in any way.

He rolls over pulling me on top. I'm looking down at his perfect features, at his serious and dark expression.

I relax into him, my lips on his and we melt together, our tongues sinking deeply into each other’s mouths. It is the most divinely wonderful kiss. Passionate and sweet and so slow, like he's eating the best meal he's ever had.

I'm sure I'm generating more heat than the sun. It's almost too much. He pulls away from our heated kiss, pushing me on my back and leans up on his side.

He picks up my hand and takes a few deep breaths.

“I'm giving you my hand, Kate. You can you can do whatever you want with it and you can give it back whenever you like. Treat it like your own.”

This is so what I need to hear. I'm sure he's in my head and thinking my thoughts. I've never been in control like this before. With anyone. Ever. I'm the one with the power to choose. And I can choose what he does and when he does it.

As I stare at his handsome face I'm amazed this totally gorgeous man knows what I want
and
need, and is willing to go slow, to wait patiently and do this for me. My confidence soars through the roof.

I take his offered hand and lift it to my face. I rub it around my mouth and kiss his palm and fingertips. His eyes are riveted to mine, his breathing accelerating. I slowly move it down, around my neck, nuzzling against it with my jaw.

“You feel so nice.”

That's a real understatement. He's simply amazing...

I want this, and him, so, so badly. I want his hands on me, everywhere. Suddenly, I know I can do it. And I'm going to do it. Inch by inch.

I slide his hand farther down to my breast before I can change my mind and lose my nerve. I'm sure my eyes must be wild with excitement and I shiver with a mad rush of desire as his palm touches me. His warm hand molds itself to my shape and squeezes very gently.

“All right?” he asks.

“
Mmm,” I murmur, I'm feeling more than all right. I'm burning. Everywhere. I'm buoyed by my bravery as I pull his hand down lower to my stomach. His fingers splay across my waist and he watches my face with a dreamy expression, his lips slightly parted. I don't know what he's seeing, but he looks so turned on.

I close my eyes, summoning up all my courage. The final leap of faith. And he provides the perfect encouragement.

“You should stop now. That's enough. Just let me look at you. You're so beautiful I could look at you for hours.” He kisses me slowly, tenderly, softly brushing my lips with his. My heart flutters wildly inside my chest.

A massive bolt of need shoots through me and I move his hand down. I open my legs and position his hand right there, over my wet heat. I really can't believe I’m doing this.

I take my hand away.

I'm breathing hard, my heart pounding like a hundred drums. Nothing bad is going on in my head. There's no association with what's happening now and what happened fifteen months ago. I don't feel scared or worried at all.

What I do feel is pure excitement and a very strong connection with him.

“
What should I do? Can I touch?” he whispers. His voice sounds strangled.

“
Yes...do whatever you like...anything,” I gasp. I'm actually aching for his touch, my whole body aflame. I can feel my problems receding in my mind as the seconds pass by.

“
You're sure? I didn't expect this, Kate. Please don't think that. And this feels way too fast.”

I squirm against his palm, egging him on.

“I'm sure. Please touch me. I really want you to,” I whisper. I can't believe the turnaround in me. I'm almost dying for him to do this now.

I close my eyes in bliss as his fingers stroke me gently, through my wetness, back and forth, and I'm instantly rising against his touch, my legs widening farther apart. It's so exciting and feels so, so good.

I'm willing him in. I want those fingers inside me, as far as they can go. And suddenly, in answer to my prayers, they're poised to enter, prodding at me.

“
Can I? Go inside you?” he asks in a ragged whisper.

“
Yes...my God, Aaron, please. I want it so bad,” I plead with real desperation that is growing inside me.

I groan with pleasure at the hard feel of him as his fingers slide inside and probe my inner depths gently. His eyes are focused on my face, and he's watching me with a wildly heated expression as he withdraws, then slides them inside again and then again.

“Kate...that feels just beautiful,” he sighs heavily.

“
Mmmm, more...” I moan loudly as he begins twisting them inside me in the most wonderful way possible. He couldn't be doing this any better.

“
Okay?” he asks, kissing me, his breath coming fast.

“
So, so okay. I'm in heaven.”

His leg moves over mine, anchoring it down, his foot pushing my other leg farther away. His cock, still so beautifully hard, is wedged up against my hipbone. It's such a sublime feeling, what he's doing...the whole him is sublime and the experience is overwhelming.

His thumb brushes my clit and he circles me slowly, over and over as his fingers slide and twist.

I can't hold back any longer, it's been such a long time since I felt anything like this. I let myself fly. Fiery heat is radiating from my every pore as I arch my hips up to meet his hand, a little wildly and uncaring of the fact.

I sense something kicking off inside him. He's losing his cool, like me, and I so want him to.

“Oh God, oh God, please,” I begin to whimper uncontrollably, tears of release gather in my eyes as my whole world spins on its axis. My gaze locks onto his as I heave myself against his hand, really hard and needy.

And I know exactly what I need right now. Something much bigger than his fingers.

I roughly pull him on top of me with superwoman strength, and kiss him like I'm possessed. I grab at his very sizable cock and center him against me. I'm dying for it to go deep inside, filling my aching need to the brim.

“
Christ almighty, Kate, hold on...” he grinds out, his voice catching harshly in his throat.

“
Just fuck me, for God's sake...
” I almost scream at him. I'm so desperate; I can't keep it in.

He looms above me, like a dark angel, and with one long divine push he's stretching me so deep and so wide. I feel him everywhere. On me, in me, breathing harshly in my ear. A surge of heat rushes round me and I fly away to the most wonderful place I've ever been.

I had no idea I'd feel this good so fast. How I adore him for doing it. For setting me loose, and freeing me.

How is this possible?

Is it Aaron or his actions? Whichever. I am extremely thankful.
The tears flow unchecked, spilling down my cheeks.

He moves inside me, slowly and gently and I'm so, so lost.